Today is friday. It's supposed to be the best day of the week but not this time. The thought of violin exam is just making me ________ (i don't know). In school, bok teng and zeng xi were busy slapping me with their long rulers during Accident & Emergency math. I didn't hit them back until the after Emergency math. I tapped them lightly and they returned it with a hard smack. Thankfully, they ran off to the hall before I chased them with my ruler.
When I came home, I cooked a simple lunch for my mother and I. Her comments, "I hope you're not considering a cooking career..." Ah, she knows I'm not anyway. Jean wants/ed to be a chef. I remember a few years ago, Jean said she wanted the highest paying job, so my mother gave her the idea of a cardiologist. Then, she went crazy about that for a while. Next, she wanted to be a bagpipe player. Then, a boxer. I forgot what else was in between. Then she wanted to be a scientist (life science) and then a chef. I don't know what her latest ambition is but I heard it's to be nothing.
Going to leave the house at about 4.20pm to go to Kembangan. Final rehearsal with piano with Ms Kwok around. I have been counting down to this final rehearsal since a few weeks ago. Exactly 1 week to the dreaded day. And most probably I'll be going for the first half of school next friday. Photocopying the exam schedule for Mr Chua now by order of my mother.
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